Weed In My Garden

There is a dandelion weed in my garden.
To most, no weed deserves no pardon.
This weed gives and takes life,
You can't simply kill a weed with a knife.

To ruin my garden seems to be this weed's only goal.

This weed has buried it's roots deep in my garden like a mole.
The soul of my garden cries but, sheds no tears,
My garden wilts and you stand tall with no fears.

Fate has caused our paths to cross,

I come armed to show you who's the boss.
I've invested my heart and soul in my garden, to bring out it's inner beauty.
As pretty as you are, dear weed, I'll spray, pull and shred you. You will see.

I will save my garden from your wicked hands.

My garden will thrive and flourish for as long as I stand.
Peace and joy is what this utopia will feel.
Your doom, dear weed, is what I plan to seal.

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